There is ample evidence that beauty can be found in the mundane, decrepit, and rundown. But I was nit inspired enough to invest my time sketching the waiting room of my auto repair place. Not even the shiny curves of chrome rims could tempt me. Instead I traveled back to the O’Keefe exhibition and tried to draw flowers as I remembered them and miniature studies abstracting them into designs. The abstracted morning glories came first then the peonies, then morning glories reduced to a geometric border and finally a sprawling nasturtium with emphasis on the pencil pattern in the negative spaces. What did you do?